Name: Frank Neville Longbottom
Nickname:
Gender: Male
Birthdate: February 21st
Orientation: Straight
House: Gryffindor
Occupation: Student
Grade: Seventh Year
Age: 17
Species: Human
Blood Status: Pureblood
Ability: Apparation
Relationship: None
Patronus: Wild Stallion
Wand: 10 and 1/2 inches Beech Wood Dragon Core
Pet: Cat named Tinker





Love it?
+my family
+Hogwarts
+Quidditch
+Wizard's Chess
+My Cat Tinker
+Going to Hosmeade

Hate it?
-That I'll be graduating this year.
-Leaving Hogwarts.
-When I get caught and get into trouble.
-When someone is messing with the twins.
-Butterbeer
-Two faced people

Strengths and Weaknesses?
+my family
+my friends
+being loyal
-my friends
-my family
-Girls

Fears?!

• Something happening to one of the twins.
  
• Snakes
  
• Taking a bad grade home to my parents.

Full Personality:

I'm a pretty laid back guy. I like to hang out with my friends. I tend to stay in the background though not drawing attention to myself. I'm loyal to my friends and family. I don't back down from anything that I've set my sights on.

Celebrity Play-By: Sebastian Stan
Eyes: Blue
Skin: White
Hair: Brown
Scars/Marking: None
Build: Muscular



Mother: Hannah Abbot Longbottom
Father: Neville Longbottom
Siblings: Abbot and Alice
Spouse: None
Children: None
Other: None

History:

I was born here at Hogwarts. It's been my home. I can't imagine living elsewhere. The whole of Hogwarts was my playground growing up. The professors here were like our aunts and uncles. Most of the time they treated us as if we were their own. We were all one big family.

I think I was around 7 and the twin's were five we decided we wanted to learn how to fly. Even though dad said we had to wait till we started school. Well of course we didn't listen. We spied on the flying class and tried it ourselves. It wasn't long before all three of us were flying. Dad about had a heart attack the first time he caught us. He yelled at us, mom yelled at us, and the headmistress did her own ranting and raving. Did we let that stop us? Nope. Finally they just gave up and let us be.

The first day of classes for me at Hogwarts the twins thought they were being stealthy and following me around. I knew they were there the whole time. I laughed finding it hilarious when they did get caught. I didn't blame them though I would have done the same if it were vice versa, and we were used to doing things together.

The summers we spent at my great grandmother Longbottom's. Grandma was pretty cool. Dad was still scared of her sometimes it seemed. He never once talked back to her. She was a stern old lady, but you knew that she loved us.

Dad was a hero from the battle of Hogwarts and I looked up to him for it. He destroyed the last Horcrux enabling Harry Potter to finish off Voldemort. Everyone here that day of the battle is a hero to all of us in one way or another. It made my dad my idol though.

School was pretty much a breeze as I had spied on a lot of the classes just like flying growing up. I just hadn't been able to do anything without a wand. I tried borrowing dad's once and I practically destroyed his office. I was surprised he hadn't been mad at me, but he sat me down and explained to me that a wand picks it's owner. That a wand meant for me was waiting for me. That it would bond with me. I didn't know whether he was joking or not.
I found out just how true it was the day I went to Ollivanders to get my wand. My wand and I work well together.

I made the Quidditch team my second year at Hogwarts as the Keeper, and been back on the team every year.
My little brother and sister made the team too their second year. It's was a blast being out there on the pitch with them working together to win. Or lose once in awhile. Unfortunately I got hurt that year, and I haven't been able to play since. So now I take turns announcing the Quidditch matches.

I became a prefect my fifth year at Hogwarts. It was an honor to become one. I didn't make head boy this year though. That honor went to James Potter. The oldest son of Harry Potter. He earned it too. He's one of my best friends along with Asher Wood, Drew Matheson, and a few others.

This is my last year at Hogwarts. Not for sure what I'm going to do after Hogwarts, but I have a year to decide, and I'm going to make the most of my senior year.

RP Sample:

Angel walked into the Gryffindor Common room having missed all the chaos that had just happened. She was tired, but not that tired. She’d been out practicing for Quidditch and her mind was still on that. What she had done wrong, what she could improve on, and trying to think of new ways to score this year. She looked around then as if waking from a dream hearing the noises from the common room. She didn’t even remember the walk up from the Quidditch Pitch as her mind had been on Quidditch. Shaking her head as if to clear it she made her way over to an oversized chair by the fireplace and plopped down on it. Turning sideways she threw her long legs over the arm of the chair.

Almost immediately a black cat leaped up on her and curled into her. Angel smiled and hugged the cat to her. “Hey Tank Have. You been a good boy?” She asked him as she petted him, and he purred loudly, vibrating slightly against her from the purrs. She stroked his black silky hair on his back and he was more than content. A thought occurred that she should go take a shower, but she was wanting to move just yet wanting to sit for a bit with the others in the common room.

“Hey Molly.” She greeted one of her roommates sitting there. The girl had red hair like a lot of the other Weasley kids. She was a really nice girl, and she got along with her alright. They’d never really gotten close though since Angel was usually with the guys hanging out. Today she’d gone off on her own to work some kinks out on some moves her older brothers had taught her so she had no idea where the guys were. So might as well hang out in the common room she figured. “It’s a beautiful day outside. Have you been out at all?” She looked over at the redhead.

This was unlike herself as she usually stayed out till it was dark practicing, but not today. She’d gotten what she wanted worked out, and it was boring being out by herself. Something she wasn’t used to either at home or here at Hogwarts. She felt a need to be by others and had decided the Common room would be the perfect spot. She was here now, and glad that she had decided to do this. It reminded her of home. Where her parents were probably sitting by the crackling fire discussing the day. Her older brothers sprawled out somewhere on the numerous couches and chairs. A couple of them half dozing while the other two were discussing Quidditch maneuvers.

The chaos in the Common room pulled her back from her daydream that made her feel a bit homesick, but she quickly pushed it away looking around the room at the other Gryffindor's. A few of the first years waved at her and she waved back at them with a smile. As a prefect she enjoyed working with the younger kids helping them out when they needed help. Even with her busy schedule she made time for them. Some of them were homesick and she’d comfort them when needed.

Username: Frank
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angie
How long have you RP'd: 20 years plus
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